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Stranger things

To discover a friend

Is so strange

The way of meeting

Is always rare

Minds in courtship

Feelings laid bare

Honesty given

Distrust is so easy

So how is it 

Known

This friendship

What are the 

Balances

That declare

A bond for 

Someone 

out there

A beautiful mind

I knew it for sure

When I heard

Of a flight

To mud compounds

And lost people

And thought 

with a scare

I fear for this

Friend 

Who’s path

Hovers there. 

Friendship

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Amanda Daughtry

Tue 21st Jun 2016 14:43

I've always wondered why we connect to some but not others...how we usually hide our true selves in a first meeting unless there is a strong underlying connection.

Started to think about that again while reading your words. A poem that makes you stop and think is a strong one.

Thanks for sharing.


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Lynn Dye

Fri 20th May 2016 14:20

Beautiful poem, Phil, I love it.

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Martin Elder

Thu 19th May 2016 23:15

Nicely put Phil. Superb poem

Lynn Hamilton

Thu 19th May 2016 14:50

Hi Phil

Lovely, lovely words.

Lynn x

elPintor

Wed 18th May 2016 21:21

my goodness, I know the feeling..it is a great thing for you to be able to give your love this way.

elP

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